Well, I’ve had it God, I’m sitting here,The victim of another year---Another winter, another spring---Lord! I’ve lived too fast to see a thing.Rushing here and rushing there,Where did it get me Lord?Nowhere!Another year,but no more wise--- 1

When you're constantly movingyou can't focus long enoughto really know if you're moving in the right directionor if you're just moving

The Problem . . .(Left brain . . . )

Rushing and racingand running in circlesMoving so fast, I'm forgetting my purposeBlur of the traffic is sending me spinningGetting nowhere

My head and my heart are colliding,Chaotic pace of the worldI just wish I could stop itTry to appear like I've got it together;I'm falling apart

Sometimes I fear that I might disappear In the blur of fast forward I falter again Forgetting to breathe, I need to sleep getting nowhere

All that I've missed I see in the reflection Passed me while I wasn't paying attention Tired of rushing, racing and running falling apart

Tell meOh won't you take my hand and lead meSlow me downJust show me how'Cause I'm ready to fallSlow me downDon't let me live a lieBefore my life flies byI need you to slow me down

The noise of the world is getting me caught upChasing the clock and I wish I could stop itJust need to breathe, somebody pleaseSlow me down

Just show meslow me down, slow me down 2

Because of the pace you’ve chosen for your life,You’ve always felt like sitting still was a dreadful thing.After all, if you're not moving, you're getting behind, right?

. . . it's not always about what you want.. . . it is more about what you need . . .but to know what that really isyou have to sit still long enoughto discover it . . .

So . . . comes the day. . .when into a place of solitude you goto shut up and listen . . . and learn.

The Solution . . . (Right Brain . . .)

Slow me down, Lord! Ease the pounding of my heart By the quieting of my mind. Steady my harried pace With a vision of the eternal reach of time.

Give me, Amidst the confusions of my day, The calmness of the everlasting hills. Break the tensions of my nerves With the soothing music Of the singing streamsThat live in my memory.

Help me to knowThe magical power of sleep,Teach me the artOf taking minute vacationsOf slowing downTo look at a flower;To chat with an old friendOr make a new one;To pat a stray dog;To watch a spider build a web;To smile at a child;Or to read a few lines from a good book.

Remind me each dayThat the race is not always to the swift;That there is more to lifeThan increasing its speed.

Let me look upwardInto the branches of the towering oakAnd know that it grew great and strongBecause it grew slowly and well.

So God, I’m slowing down right now,Trying to find some peace, somehow.I want to see and touch and tasteThe things I just rushed by in haste.

I want some time for rest and quiet,So slow me down, Lord. Help me try it.I want to really live each daySo next year I can smile and say:"Well, I’ve made it, God. I’m sitting hereOn friendly terms with life this year---Another Summer another Fall---Lord! I slowed down and lived it all.

And strangest thing to my surpriseWhen my old life got down to size,The good (there was some) stood the testAnd God, I’ll never miss the rest."

And if that’s what I’m saying thenI’ll never rush through life again.So slow me down, God, help me to see…And thank you kindly for loving me. 1

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,in silence. 4

And. . . my day came . . .into a place of solitude I wentand shut upand listened . . . and learned.